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“Olivia, put me in your goddamn pussy before I lose my ever-loving mind,” he warns sternly.
Slowly, I sink onto him, enjoying the stretch, inch-by-inch. “That’s my good little whore,” he rasps as I take him to the hilt and grind. His words have the intended effect, furthering my need for him.
“Christ, Tomas, do you have to feel this good all the time? I don’t want to fucking leave.”
“It’s a while until the next semester starts.”
“No, I mean your dick. Like, can I just grind on it forever?”
“Are you proposing to my cock after six weeks? You really are shameless.” He smirks.
There’s an incessant buzzing across the room that makes my eye twitch. I sigh as the mood dissolves before my eyes.
“Fuck,” I groan. Tomas gives me a questioning look as I lift myself off of him and retrieve my phone.
“Hey, Dad.”
“Liv? Where are you?” His tense voice stops me in my tracks. Tomas sits up with a slight wince that I don’t miss.
Fuck. Does he know I’ve been here? It’s late enough in the day to go either way, so I go with the truth. “I’m at Tomas’ house. Why?”
“Let me talk to him, sweetie.” My chest constricts as I hand over the phone, pressing in close to him to eavesdrop.
Tomas remains stoic, but paces as he listens. Something feels off.
“I understand and I will.” Tomas hangs up and hands me the phone back.
“What was that about?” I stuff a piece of bagel in my mouth and watch him cautiously.
“Pack your bags.” He turns his back to me, hurrying around the room like a tornado.
"Bags? Why? Are you leaving me for someone younger? Is nearly twenty too old?" I ask in mock horror.
He gives me a pointed look. "Your ass is going to be sore from that one."
“Where are we going?”
“New Hampshire.”
I look at him in disbelief. “New Hampshire? For what?”
“Just a getaway. Why not?” He shrugs. Something is not adding up.
“So, let me get this straight. My dad randomly called my cell to instruct you to whisk me away to New Hampshire? I’m not buying it.”
Tomas continues to run around, frantically shoving clothes into bags. “Just get ready. I’ll explain in the car.”
“Oh my God, Tomas. We’ve barely known each other. You can’t propose yet.”
“Olivia. Get yourself together and get in the fucking car.”
Now he’s really freaking me out. I match his urgency and pack. We’re on the road less than thirty minutes later. We settle into the hour and a half drive in a terse silence.
“Are you going to tell me what the fuck is going on?” My pulse threatens to leap out of my neck.
Tomas grits his teeth. “Nathan was spotted outside of your dorm last night.”
“Were Matt and Mia home?” I feel the anxious spiral coming.
